What I Write

Poetry
Kaz Cruse Akers

Dance With Adam Ant

When I grow up I won’t grow old. I’ll grow strong. I’ll grow bold. I’ll say thank you when someone says something nice. I’ll smile,

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Poetry
Kaz Cruse Akers

Dreams

Dreams, our penultimate lifeline. Small dreams. Big dreams. Everything dream in between. Dreams appear as thunder and lightening. As a rhythmic clock ticking. They follow

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Poetry
Kaz Cruse Akers

The First Appearance.

The first appearance. Chill in the air. The purity of each little flake. Frozen perfection. How it tumbles from the sky and lands in sublime

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Poetry
Kaz Cruse Akers

Marauding My Dreams

Never stopped being in love with what we were. A memory. a fantasy, So long ago. Years and places and people ago. Roads diverged after

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Short Stories
Kaz Cruse Akers

My Son Saved My Life.

I look forward to seeing what the next generations do for themselves, us and our country in the coming years. (In this case our “countries”

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